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moving ON

Moving on

The web of the city
Trapped like an insect
Distorted time left to reflect

Urban decay is pretty
Beyond the glass dismay
A chemical transaction to pay

Only fragments bind
So fly away in silence
Escaping lies and violence

Pieces I left behind
The vulgar ideas of wealth
Fragile shards of mental health

Silk tendrils seek
Try assimilate me again
Synapse sparks pleasure or pain

Will leave me weak
A caught insect will fight
Struggles in the dying light
Written by composedWITHrazors (Blade Artist)
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